Lewis Grizzard and Mike Royko were two of the finest columnists from the South and North respectively. They both saw me through college and then some. They were a "must study" for a Journalism student and, while I loved them both, I miss Lewis most and his endless Southern wit. Lewis could write about okra one minute and politics the next and leave you with a grin on your face. He wrote without fear of offending and with witty honesty that is missing today. In this compilation, along with his usual witty repertoire, he mentions that Mike Royko was his idol. Idol or not, he had no problem calling his idol on the mat for mocking the South. That's just the man Lewis Grizzard was.
Sadly, Lewis never saw the millennium decade due to a "bad ticker" as he called it. I hope he is in Heaven now with his idol Mike Royko and that they are entertaining each other with their endless wit and honesty along with Lewis' lab retriever, Catfish, and his Momma that he dearly loved.
If you are Southern and you have never read anything by Lewis Grizzard, you have missed out on a lesson from a Southern journalistic master in wit, wisdom, politics and southern heritage. If you are a Northerner, Lewis will educate you on the proper use of the Southern y'all, on Bubba, grits and Dawgs.